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Song # # 11

Luis A. Estable 1958 (Oriente, Cuba)

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Come! Play with me, my little boy.
Come! Play with me, I have a toy.
And thus, make happy this poor me.

Come! Be me friend for some a while.
I feel today quite infantile.
Put in my heart a little glee.

And when our playing is all done,
And we have had enough joy, fun,
We go to gardens, flowers see.

And then, we part with an embrace
And gladness will be upon my face
And pushed away sad agony.
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Submitted by luisestable1 on March 28, 2023

Modified on April 13, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme AAB XXB CCB DDB
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 397
Words 93
Stanzas 4
Stanza Lengths 3, 3, 3, 3
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Luis A. Estable

Luis A. Estable, poet for more than twenty years. Single, no children; originally from Cuba. Writes poems in several styles: sonnets, songs, haikus, children's verses, free style verse and more. Has published three books of poetry: " Eighty-Three Sonnets, Book One," Religious, Thirty Sonnets," "My Mind Simply Saying. All of them available on Amazon books. Has degrees from SFCC and EWU. Lives in Spokane, WA. Thinks that poetry is the most compact and beautiful expression known to man, and that a poem never reaches perfection; the work goes one and this is a good advice to keep, especially for young poets. more…

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